Keeping Busy

This week I assembled some boxcar kits that I picked up last winter to fill up some time.
The locomotive is an old Tenshodo model representing a USRA 0-8-0 switcher. I bought this unpainted and I am working on it's paint and other details like marker jewels and fine paint work. I still don't know if it runs or not, as I don't have a layout to run the trains on. The valve gear is friction free, so if it doesn't run it will just need a new motor.



The freight cars are all Accurail kits. They aren't all that great, but they look pretty nice for the money. You can throw together quite a consist in an evening with these kits, some super glue, and brown chalk dust.

These models are HO scale.

The other day a Facebook friend posted a status update and in it declared that she refused to refer to herself in the third person. I commented later that I too refuse to do the same and had solved that problem by outsourcing my status updating to a firm in India. I Twitter them, they regurgitate, and all is right in the world. Said friend was not amused.

I dreamt that I was involved in an argument at a bar that debated what the correct nomenclature for wookie infants would be. I found this to be an odd thing, even for me, to dream about. No- there was not a concensus. Look that subject up in your dream books.

Camels With Filters Make The Desert Air Cleaner

I drove to Petoskey with a friend this past Saturday and drove around with the mission of accumulating more food stuffs and to have lunch someplace other than in my own house. While I was at the meat market, I saw this lovely cut of meat- or at least a few similar to this, as I stole this image from some other blog. I haven't given Valentine's day much thought lately, but this certainly made all of the horrors come rushing back.
"Here you go sweetie! I made you something nice for Valentine's Day. Now eat this and show me how much you love me!"
Rib eye? I'll give you MY rib eye. Nice butterflying though.

After eating the above rib eye, you can beat you loved one savagely for not preparing said cut of meat properly with the furniture you just sat on while eating it. I'm referring to foam furniture of course, since if you like eating heat shaped cuts of meat you are probably inclined to have some strange kinks elsewhere as well.

Some more post Valentine's kink. No- not really. A man was shot in the face and spit out the bullet. For real.

Fun advertising for the Sci-Fi Channel. "Humans Are Among Us!"

Just in case you need to teach yourself how to perform a pelvic exam.

Google Earth car hit deer! Caught on tape! Err... On flash drives. Doesn't have the same ring does it?

Mother would be proud.

Ghost truck revealed!

Every bit of foul language from The Sopranos. It's as long as you'd expect it to be.

Screw a '79 Chevy van with a star shaped window, wet bar, wizard mural, and water fountain- the Chinese have invented the Execution Van! "If this van's injectin' don't come inspectin'!

This guy wants to meet someone new.

It Turns Out That I Can't Type While Listening To A Press Conference

I have been wondering for a few weeks now if I am the only person that makes a habit of traveling Cadotte Avenue that has taken notice of what I'll call "Grand Avenue Gloves". These gloves to which I refer have been separated over a distance of one hundred yards or so, but each of them removed from the path on which they were found and carefully placed in a conspicuous location so that their owner may find either and put them to work once more. After all, these gloves happen to be work gloves. One has been placed on a fence post near the pony merry go round, while the other is jambed onto one of the speed limit signs. I have stopped and examined these gloves an know that they are indeed a pair. Hasn't anyone noticed? Do the owners not care after buying the newest pair? Aren't frozen gloves capable of being thawed. Why aren't there hands protecting the neglected protectors of hands?

My father once had an idea in the mid to late nineties era internet that preceded the Copley Ohio Mulch Cam idea. It was called "Your Other Yellow Boot". The idea is that a group of people would collect up the random galoshes found on the side of freeways and Interstate highways. These boots would then be cleaned and cataloged. A database would be created with important information such as whether the specimen is a left rubber boot, or a right rubber boot. Size too would be cataloged as this is indeed just as important as rubber boot-to-limb orientation. Customers would then open up www.yourotheryellowboot.com and enter their side and size requirements. If a match is found the customer pays a nominal fee and postage and in a few day's time a brand new used boot arrives in at their doorstep.


"After a successful union!"

Tentacles- I Do Not Want Them In A Sandwich

I went over to St. Ignace last week and bought gasoline. This usually isn't a very good beginning to a story, but this day I crossed the ice and filled up the sled with gas. I've never pulled a snowmobile to a gas pump anywhere other than the island, so this was indeed a photo opportunity that was hard to pass up. I have made a few trips over the ice before, but this winter the conditions are really nice and make the trip quite stress free. The idea of a 'trail' is unnecessary since the ice, at least for now, is in remarkable condition and is smooth and thick all the way over. Just point and shoot.
The second image is taken from the parking lot of the Mackinac Grille and shows one of the many jumping off points. Many tourists are coming over to the island via the three and a half mile ice bridge and it shows when you look at the parking lot that was behind me at the time I took the photo. The lot was filled with trucks and snowmobile trailers. The snow and ice has been quite good this year and the visitors like to stop by the island bars and have a beer and a bite to eat. It is funny for me being an Ohio boy seeing a train of sleds, sometimes ten to twenty long, stopping to take photos in front of the Iroquois. What a cold hobby. Fun though. I'll just stick to commuting on one.

High Fructose Corn Syrup Is Fine In Moderation

I've been pricing out new web cams and can't seem to find one that comes with the girl, or even the girl being offered as an accessory for my old cam. I keep seeing these ads for cam girls all over the internet and want to buy one damn it!
I just want to be frugal about it.

I don't know what is going on here. Retouched Polaroids. NSFW.

LOLZ! Abraham Lincoln speech transcribed with emoticons in 1862!

The number two reason to avoid raccoon rape.

Cool transforming camper made from a delivery truck by a few recent graduates. With video!

Apparently, you only get sent to jail for 16 years if you shock collar your kids.

Corn starch+subwoofer+bass= awesomeness!

Child chokes on used condom in hotel room. WTF!?!? I think that this article having an illustration no matter how benign is ridiculous.

A Flikr set that is best described in short format as a 50 year old compendium of people of color with strange hobbies. Really quite interesting. Read the authors description for more.

The Sartorialist. What looks good. For now.

David Bowie. Hangin' out.

Enough of the artsy shit.

A monkey on a goat on a cup on a rope! FTW!


I won't bother posting the video of the monkey peeing in his own mouth. Ha! Boys.

French magazine covers from the '60s and '70s. I think they are like National Lampoon. But sick. Great stuff.

Gross hospital food. Let me rephrase that. Gross looking hospital food. I have to be fair.

Beautiful video. Beautiful song.

The four chords that rule the music world. This is a great piece of work.

Sweet sweet tractor music.


A funny complaint letter to Richard Branson.

Jewelery that grows with you.

Need to buy a used locomotive?

Statistics related to injuries derived from vegetables.

Goat thieves? NO! GOAT thieves!

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Some folks on four wheelers decided to stop by the island (or at least very close to) today. While it is not rare to see 4-wheelers on the ice, it is a bit of an event to see them in the harbor and scooting along the shore. Meanwhile, a bald eagle was enjoying his lunch out on the ice just off of the Iroquois break wall and did not seem to mind the visitors motoring on by just twenty or thirty yards away. I was watching the eagle eat through the binoculars and was noticing the prey's head bop around a bit as though it was not quite finished off yet. The eagle was not moving in any fashion that would indicate that he was the source of the movement. I was disappointed that the eagle looks like a chicken in the included photo, but it could have been worse, considering that I took it using a camera phone shot through the right side of a pair of binoculars. Cool stuff.